It has been a month and a few days since I moved to my new work place and all I could think about was how I missed my colleagues at the old team. Being in a close knit team and with a building of not more than 50 people, I would definitely say everyone knew each other pretty well. I can never forget the few months all of them stood by me when I had health difficulties and always enquired about my well being. I can never count the endless hours I have spent in the A&E with just my manager at my bedside waiting for my other half to come and take care of me.
I dearly miss all the wonderful people and the way I got used to feeling one of them. At the new place there is no team as such and being an open plan on each floor of the building it doesn’t help in developing a sense of belonging. I feel quite robotic; get to work, back to home – no occasional conversation and no sense of being there for some one. I can be a bit critical and try to explain myself that I have not tried enough. Anyone who had worked with me for a few days can understand that I have a smile a lot syndrome which can never be far off from me and I guess that is why people are sceptical to talk to me.
I have tried all the conventional conversation starters and always failed in a miserable chain reaction. Well things would get better and people would start recognising others as resources dwindle and the left over’s have to pick previous post holder’s legacy.
May be then I would not feel the need for someone to talk to me.
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